Chapter 565 This is Too Disrespectful
James was completely baffled by Clio.
"You..." James stammered.
In his impression, Clio wasn't such a frivolous person.
Clio's face was also very blushing. She lowered her voice and whispered, "Do me this favor, and I'll owe you one."
James immediately understood Clio's intention; she wanted him to act as a shield to get rid of Leandro.
James smiled bitterly inside, wondering why he always found himself in such situations.
But thinking about it, if Clio really married Leandro, it would be her misfortune. He decided to help her out.
So he naturally put his arm around Clio's waist, pulling her closer, acting like a couple. He then pretended to be displeased but looked at Clio with eyes full of tenderness and said gently, "Clio, you have a fiancé? Why didn't you tell me?"
When James put his arm around Clio, their bodies pressed tightly together. Even through their clothes, they could feel each other's warmth. Especially her ample chest, which was pressed against him and slightly deformed. Her face couldn't help but turn red!
She had never been this close to any man before.
Her heartbeat instantly skyrocketed.
Especially James' gaze, which was so tender that she immediately got lost in it, blushing and feeling both flustered and happy.
James, having a sex before, also felt his heartbeat quicken with such close contact with Clio. Her figure was too fantastic, her skin tight and elastic, very healthy and vibrant, with a faint fragrance that was a great temptation for any man.
Fortunately, James was not an ordinary man; his self-control was strong, and he quickly calmed himself down.
Clio, blushing, faltered, "I... darling, don't misunderstand. I have nothing to do with him. It's just that our parents want us to get engaged, but I didn't agree. Darling, I only love you in this life, really!"
Clio, being an excellent agent, quickly adapted and cooperated with James.
Leandro, seeing this scene, was about to go mad!
He glared at Clio and James, his neck veins bulging, fists clenched, wishing he could rush over and kill James.
"Clio! How dare you mess around with another man behind my back? How could you do this to me?" Leandro roared angrily, his voice loud enough to draw the attention of many around them.
Clio was determined to sever ties with Leandro. She nestled in James' arms and said to Leandro, "Leandro, don't talk nonsense. We're not even friends. Who I am with is none of your business."
"You are my fiancée!" Leandro's eyes were about to pop out.
Clio said disdainfully, "Idiot, I never agreed to that. It's just your wishful thinking. For the sake of our fathers being friends, leave. I will never be with you."
Leandro's face twisted with rage. His gaze shifted to James, staring at him with malice and threat, "Bastard, drop dead. Do you know who I am?"
James had heard such threats too many times and was indifferent, saying, "Yeah, I know. Your name is Leandro Dance. Interesting last name."
"You!" Leandro was even more furious. Many around them, hearing his last name, also chuckled. It was indeed an amusing surname.
"Fine! Terrific!" Leandro glared at James with murderous intent, then took a deep breath and said to Clio, "Clio, are you determined to embarrass me?"
Clio's last bit of goodwill and patience for him was gone. She coldly said, "Leandro, do you know why I have no feelings for you? Because you're too stupid, too ignorant, and too self-righteous. Without your father, someone like you wouldn't be worthy of me."
Clio's words were extremely disrespectful.
Leandro's body trembled with rage, his teeth nearly breaking from clenching. Pointing at James and Clio, he spat out a harsh threat and left.
After he left, Clio breathed a sigh of relief and said to James, "Mr. Smith, thank you for helping me."
James waved his hand and smiled indifferently, "It's nothing. We're friends, after all."
Clio nodded, "Leandro is a typical rich kid. I've hated him since I was little. I don't know what my dad is thinking, wanting me to marry him. He drives me out of my mind."
"I can see that," James nodded, then lightly coughed, signaling that Clio should let go of him.
Now that Leandro was gone, it was inappropriate for Clio to still be holding onto him.
Clio blushed slightly and then let go of James, feeling a bit reluctant as she did.
"Sorry, I forgot," Clio apologized.
Meanwhile, Leandro angrily returned to his seat, grabbed a glass of wine, and gulped it down, choking himself in his haste and spilling it all over himself, making him even angrier.
Several rich men around him curiously asked, "Mr. Dance, who pissed you off so much?"
"Yeah, Mr. Dance, did you run into a jerk? We'll help you get revenge."
Leandro, furious, recounted what had happened, ending with, "Fuck, I've never been so humiliated in my life!"
Someone immediately chimed in, "Don't worry, Mr. Dance. I know some strong figures. After the party, we'll find a way to deal with him! We'll definitely get revenge for you."
"Good." Leandro was delighted. After discussing their plan, he looked in James' direction with a cruel smile and said coldly, "Bastard, let's see if I don't kill you!"
James, now in the fourth stage of martial arts, had been making continuous progress. His awareness was far beyond what ordinary martial artists could comprehend. His powerful consciousness could cover more than two-thirds of the venue, meaning he could monitor the actions of more than two-thirds of the guests present.
He was fully aware of the malice from Leandro and his group.
But he didn't take these trash seriously. If they dared to seek revenge, he would crush them without hesitation.
His only goal tonight was Mason and Yosef.
Finally, after about ten more minutes, James' eyes lit up as he saw Mason and Yosef swaggering in, surrounded by a crowd.
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